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Nightmare on King James Street by Lethus1, literature
Literature
Nightmare on King James Street
There wasn’t much going on King James Street that day. The doors were closed, the shutters blocking out the world. Fruit drinks cans and newspapers skittered around on the pavement, the politicians grinning on the front page. A burnt out car sat on the corner, rusted pieces of metal sticking out at awkward angles, as if daring anyone to get closer.
And a human head, rolling lazily down the road.
No one knew the name of the man who used to own it. One of the eyes was closed, the other rotted away so that only a black hole remained, staring indefinitely. The owner had probably been young - the hair had been badly dyed at one point, and a
THEIRS A PERSON THAT TOLD ME THAT HE KNOWS ME BUT I THINK I KNOW HIM BUT HE DOES KNOW MY NAME HE SAID WE MEANT WHEN WE WERE 9 YEAR OLD.
HE SAID THAT HIS NAME IS MICHAEL RIVERA SANTIAGO I DON'T REMEMBER THAT NAME EITHER THEN I WALK AWAY THEN I WENT HOME IN THE COMPUTER.
WHEN SOME BODY KNOCK ON THE DOOR I OPEN THE DOOR IT WAS HIM AGAIN THEN I GOT MAD AND CLOSE THE DOOR.
THEN I FELT BAD AND LET HIM IN AND HE BROUGHT SOME PICTURE AND THEN HE TOLD ME SEE THAT'S YOU AND THAT IS ME.
IT WAS THEN I APOLOGIES TO HIM AND THEN WE ARE FRIENDS AGAIN.
this is a quiet day ever and i have a bad day i just broke half of my ear but that was in July Sunday, 28 when i relays that i relays that i am going to get surgery i cry because it hurts really bad :sad:
then i went home and i toke a bath and went to sleep the doctor told my dad that cant take a bath for to day that's nasty but i did
when it was 11 day they toke off the stashes and it hurt well the i was to still have my ear that what i cared when i broke my ear.
I hope I get new awesome friend online and I hope there nice I never meat people really mean and never said bad thing to me
i know that im so boring and bad doing writing.:(
I well write a little bite and i would hate to write
bye i dont know to write